Don Antonio's -- a midtown pizza place that her co-worker was a regular at.
The place was packed and we got seated in a cramped corner by the servers' station -- the first in a string of little annoyances that added up. There was also red wine served chilled, plates piled carelessly in people's faces, grumpiness at requests like more bread, stuff taken away too quickly,
We started off with the homemade burrata, and a salad with pancetta, apples and gorgonzola. Burrata was good (though not enough bread, nor balasamic); salad was forgettable.
What really struck me to not recommend the place was really the service -- all around crappy. We learned that Petiteseour's friend tended to go on his own and sit at the bar - clearly the way to go - table service was subpar.
309 West 50th Street
New York NY